The Ass Next Door

The Ass Next Door //18

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Last Friday Night

Yeah we danced on tabletops

and we took too many shots

I think we kissed but I forgot

Last Friday Ni-

I slammed my hand against the alarm clock and sat up in my bed. What a horrible song to wake up to considering last friday night.

Reluctantly, I got my self up off the bed and walked into my washroom.

After a quick shower, I blow dried my hair and took out a pair of faded, ripped up jeans. I put them on along with a white tank top and a bright, pink zip up hoodie. It had snowed a lot last night, which was kind of early.

It was a Tuesday, and I really wasn’t in the mood to go to school. I had spent the entire day yesterday avoiding Drew. Of course, Joseph didn’t seem to notice.

I grabbed my keys and ran down the stairs. School was going to start in 20 minutes, so I wanted to have enough time to get to my locker and stuff.

I walked out of the house and locked the door before making my way to my car. I got into my car and started the engine. I put it to reverse and tried to back out, but nothing was happening.

I turned off the engine and stepped out of the car, making my way around it so I could check out the wheels.

“Fuck.” I muttered, as I noticed one of my wheels was stuck in the snow. I looked next door and saw Dylan’s car still parked on the driveway.

After arguing with myself for about two minutes, I forced myself up his steps and rang his doorbell. Seconds later, the door swung open and Dylan stood there topless with his boxers on.

My eyes roamed his perfect body. No seriously, it was perfect. I realized what I was doing and snapped myself out of my thoughts. I moved my eyes from his abs to his face.

“Uh, my car’s stuck. Do you think you can help me out?” I asked.

“Sure, I’ll give you a ride.” He said. His voice was soft.

“N-no, I mean-“ Before I could finish my sentence, he had pulled me into his house and closed the door.

“Damn it’s cold out there.” He turned around and headed for the stairs. He then stopped and turned back around to face me. “You can sit down you know.”

“Oh, um okay.” There was a small living room area next to the entrance, so I sat down on one of the chairs.

He went up the stairs and disappeared.

I looked around the house. It was quiet, so his parents were probably at work or something.

I haven’t talked to Dylan ever since Friday night, when he had dropped me off. I still had no idea what came over me that night; the way I just cried in his arms. And it surprised me that he didn’t make fun of me for it after.

He came into view at the bottom of the stairs. He was wearing a baggy hoody and a pair of dark jeans. “Ready to go?” He asked. His voice was still soft, and it worried me. He’s never this nice to me.

“Yeah.” I said, getting up.

He opened the front door and waited for me to walk out. He then closed the door after he walked out and locked it. He unlocked the car and I opened the passenger door, desperate for warm air.

Once he started to drive out of our street, I began to feel uncomfortable with the quiet between us.

“Are you okay?” I asked.

“Yeah, why wouldn’t I be?” He asked, keeping his eyes on the road.

“I don’t know…you just seem…different.” I said, a bit quieter. I looked down.

He sighed quietly. “Are you okay?” I felt his eyes on me, so I looked at him. He was staring at me with worried eyes. I would be panicking because he wasn’t watching the road, but we were at a red light.

“Um, yeah, I guess.” I said.

The light turned green. He continued looking at me for one more second, as if he knew I was lying, and then looked back at the road so he could drive.

The rest of the ride was quiet, but this time I didn’t feel uncomfortable. I think that was the third time that he actually seemed like he cared. The first time was at the party when he saw me crying. The second time was when he held me when I was crying.

He turned into the school’s parking lot and parked in an empty area. A lot of people didn’t drive to school today because of the snow. We stepped out of the car and walked into the school together, still in complete silence.

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I sat in English class with my head down on the desk. It had been a long day and I couldn’t wait till I could go home.

My English teacher walked into class, looking kind of pissed off. “Quiet down everyone, I have an announcement to make.” He said.

Silence filled the room and all eyes were on him. “I have some bad news.” He paused and looked at all of us. “The school is not allowing us to take the buses to tomorrow’s play because of the weather. Apparently the roads are too slippery and they don’t want to be responsible if anything happens.” He said.

“So we’re not going on the trip at all?” One kid called out.

“We can go, but we’re just going to have to find another way of transportation. I was thinking that everyone in the class can carpool with each other. So I can take about 4 people in my car and there should be about a few other drivers.” He said.

Everyone started whispering and chatting with each other with excited expressions on their face.

“That sounds good.” A girl that sits in the front said.

“Great. We are going to need about 3 more cars, so who would like to volunteer to drive? I need to take down a list of names to the office.” He said, going to the board.

A few hands flew up, and he wrote down three names. It looked like he wrote down the three he trusted most.

“But wouldn’t that leave out two people?” Lisa asked.

Our teacher looked at the board in thought.

“I can drive.” Dylan said. “Skye and I live next door so it’ll work out.”

“Great, problem solved.” Our teacher said. I looked at Dylan in disbelief. “Our bus was supposed to leave at 9:00, so I am going to need all of you to be at SCHOOL by 8:45. I will be checking off your names and handing out the directions to the place. A reminder, it isn’t very close to us so you might want to take a snack for the trip there and back.”

“How far is it?” Lisa asked.

“It’s a 45 minute drive.” He said.

Well, this should be interesting.